Testimony of Healing May 28, 1910 Issue

Words seem to fail me as I try to think how I may tell...

Emma L. R. Revell

Words seem to fail me as I try to think how I may tell of many years of wilderness wandering, ere I finally embraced Christian Science. After courses of medical treatment, a year spent in Colorado for change of climate, etc., one day a friend said to me, "There is some one in Hartford, Conn., who heals without medicine. Why not try that?" I did so, was benefited, and then wishing to know the unseen cause of such effects I went to New York and took a two-weeks course in metaphysical healing, and later one in physics and one in ethics. Still a sufferer, I tried so-called "mental science," reading books by different authors, seeking this way and that for a solution of my misery, or a way out of it. Finally, when "Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures" was offered to me, I refused it, saying, and thinking, that there could be no more in that book than in the others, for me.

In time the thought presented itself to me, that I was making a stumbling-block of this book; that I had better read it; if it was good I needed it, and if not I could forget it. So I read it, curiously and comparatively, but seemed to get little help from it; yet I was unwilling to give it up. Another friend advised me to take it up with the Lesson-Sermons. I did so, and circumstances led me to Jersey City, where I became a regular attendant at both the Sunday and Wednesday evening services, and also applied to a Christian Science practitioner for help. While the specific conditions which took me to a practitioner have not yet been met, I am sure they will be when I can more clearly apprehend the truth. Other ailments have been overcome, and the continual spiritual growth is more to me than all else. Again circumstances brought me to Minnesota, where the passing on of a sister and father caused me to search diligently for more light. Realizing there could be nothing for me but Christian Science, I united with The Mother Church in Boston, in November, 1908, and I rejoice in being numbered with God's children there. Upon arriving in this town I asked whether there was a Christian Science church or any Christian Science people. There was no church, but I sought out one who had been healed, and we began to read the Lesson-Sermons together at intervals. We now meet every Sunday, and our number has grown to twenty, including seven children. My husband attends the readings with me, while still an active member in another church.

One morning I found myself seemingly very ill. I worded hard to overcome the condition,—would read a few lines from Science and Health, then lie down a little while. I knew there was no one near upon whom I could call for help, and all the texts I could recall did not seem to meet my need. Finally, I cried out mentally, "I am alone with God, and He cannot—will not—leave His child alone." At that moment the "still small voice" said, "I will not leave you comfortless; I will come to you." I repeated these words twice or more, and within ten minutes I was resting quietly. A little later I was able to go about my neglected duties.

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